we were both tangled
by threads made of unsaid words
so,
i strangled our
relationship
(friendship*)
with my bare hands
red blood
oozing
then,
i cried
oceans
for you
for us
after which,
i murdered
my identity
and turnt into
a ghost
for the guilt was eating me up
YOU ARE READING
this is what a broken heart feels like
Poetry"you gave the worst goodbye, and people ask me how i've been"
